Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Eleanor wheezes]

[takes deep breath]

MARK: Commander Waterford,

with itchy trigger fingers.

CALHOUN: We need troops on the border to send a signal.

GUARD: The notebook, sir.

‐ Our life? LAWRENCE: Yes, my love.

WATERFORD: God help me, I'll get you out of here.

around your neck.

LAWRENCE: Yet I've been stripped of my high‐level clearance.

I'll be back soon. [melancholic music]

PUTNAM: In the name of God,

‐ Who's in there with Lawrence?

PUTNAM: The Canadians have shown their hand.

It has to look legit.

ANNOUNCER: May I have your attention, please?

I was saving it for our anniversary.

get George back.

All the bottles shattered.

‐ None that I've heard of.

MRS. WINSLOW: Thank you for your kindness.

LAWRENCE: Of course.

WATERFORD: Tell them you've done nothing wrong.

Have you thought about that?

‐ You were raped because of him!

[footsteps speeding up]

We'll leave all this behind.

A man of faith.

PUTNAM: Show some respect!

What did you do

I can't be a woman

I'm very sorry, Commander Lawrence.

[door beeps, lock clicks]

CALHOUN: We have to make a response.

got away with murder.

Limit of four cans per household.

[wind howling softly]

[radio chatter continues]

[door closes, lock clicks]

‐ Yes, ma'am.

you are the gender traitor.

than it is to get out of one?

[door beeps, unlocks]

‐ What'd you say?